my lips are sealed

Sometimes, you don’t need to explain everything. You don’t need to tell people about the never-ending war in your head. You don’t need to tell why things are or why they are not. Why you chose to look away. Why you chose to move along. Sometimes, silence is the only thing. The only sound needed to make you heard.

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